This statement, once made, gave the hall an inexplicable heaviness, laden with a searing heat that nearly suffocated those present.
Song Yin turned his head, his eyes almost shining as he looked at the merchants, but quickly, the intense presence he exuded was retracted, easing the pressure on everyone's body considerably.
Song Yin walked back, his gaze lingering on the incense burner on the platform for a while, his eyebrows knitting together, "Cannibalism?"
"Yes! Cannibalism!"
Yao Ningqing nodded emphatically, "This Great Chu Meat Tea is indeed a method of cannibalism!"
Zhao Dacai was almost about to jump up, pointing at Yao Ningqing and saying, "My Meat Tea is a superior tea technique passed down from Great Chu. Every sip always refreshes the soul. You're speaking tremendously rudely!"
